To live on a farm

Those of you who know Brooklyn know how much she hates to wear shoes. After our visit to Baggenstos farm Sunday night to get some fresh produce and visit the goats, Matt and I have concluded that Brooklyn should have been born on a farm. We walked out back and no more than two seconds passed before she turned around and declared "I'm gonna take my shoes off!!". So, off went the shoes and she had a BALL. Running in the field, talking to the goats, she even plopped herself down on the gravel and rubbed her feet back and forth in the gravely dirt. As much as she loves princesses, dancing, party dresses and fancy shoes...she loves nature more. Her converstation with the little goat was precious. "Hi goat, how's ya day? Mine name is Brooklyn". What a great family friendly place! We will defintely go back next month for some pumkins and cider. mmmm.

Chickens!!

The belly

Ahhhh, September in Oregon